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RPG: The Academy of Mages

OOC: YAY! Its finally started. Sorry if things are a little at the bare minumums, but school and guard take up alot of time. Okay so let the legend begin. (At least I hope it becomes legendary. )

For miles around the forests are deep and lush. Filled with wildlife, never had they been touched by man. This forest was said to be inpenatrable by humans because we had given up the things that made us natural, our claws, teeth, and four legged reflexices.

Hundreds upon hundreds of years ago a traveling group looking for salvation found a grassy plane in the middle of that forest. They believed it was a miracle, and that they must use this land to build a safe haven for all. There were five leaders in that group, each having their own people wishing for hope, promising to follow them to the ends of the earth to find their sanctuary. Their need was so great that they called upon the long, hidden property of this plane. Magic. They were bestowed upon great gifts of power and knowledge. The greatest of them all were the five original leaders who led the people to protect the land they loved.

The leaders declared themselves council and they heard all problems with open ears and kind hearts. After ten years of happiness on the plane a large group of people found themselves lost and stumbled upon the people’s precious town. The townspeople were kind and generous to these new people. One day the leader of the new people said that they should have leaders and their own land since they knew more about the present world.

The council said, “We left your world because we didn’t like the way it was. We do not want to adopt the old worlds vices.” The new people were furious and forgot the fact they had only meant to stay a short time to not burden the townspeople. They brought out new age weapons and attacked the townspeople. The townspeople and the council were furious themselves and confronted the new people head on. Before that the townspeople had kept their abilities from the new people, but after the attack they used them to protect their little piece of the world. The new people were so frightened they fled, but before doing so they injured some. From that moment on the council forbid outsiders from coming onto the grounds and set a mighty barrier for miles around their land.

Part of the problem had been the lack of training. So with a few other decrees the council built a school at the center of the town. They called it the Academy of Mages, after the Magic they had received. Each of the five civilizations sent their Mages be trained at the school. The whole town was set up in a star shape to symbolize the peoples hope and the importance of magic in their culture.

The most important part of the school was the great limestone in front of it. On it was the name of the school and the importance in working together, believing in your friends, magic cannot be destroyed, everyone is equal, and you must respect them. After many years though more people did come and the mages interbred and moved away. Sometime during this all the first councils' words were covered up, so now the stone is blank except for the name of the school. The magic was still with the families and seemed to never die out. The original motives of kindness and hope were lost to new generations and they used their abilities for personal gain. Over time the families all moved out of their little city, out of respect they turned the whole place into a school. A place they could send their children to understand their powers and to learn, enrich their minds.

Present: September 25, 2016 (Changed it to first quarter. I’m fickle.)

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A cool breeze glided threw the many trees on the grounds. Rustling leaves sounded throughout the school, as a melody. A young boy sat upon the roof of the outer wall that connected the dorms. Eyes closed he listened to wonderful sounds of the new school year. Students were rushing about to get to classes, nervous freshman ducked in out of sight. Abram smiled at their obvious worry. It had been tradition to scare the newbies a little, and even though he had been one himself last year he was a known prankster already. This was his pride and joy time, besides Halloween of course. Abram stood up and gazed for his first target. A nerdy mind freshman walked along the path near Abram, completely oblivious to his wicked smile. Abram played a quick tune on his flute, that which sent the girl in the completely wrong direction. A direction that would lead her straight to the school maze behind the Nature dorm. Abram smiled again knowing his fun had just begun, but the warning bell was ringing and he knew he musn’t be late for class. [I]To get on a teacher’s bad side, oh that was just not done[I] Abram thought deviously.

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A redhead rested her head against the trunk of The Tree. She relished the shade this tree provided her. With the coming of fall the area wasn’t that warm, but for now it was still pretty sunny and the redhead had afternoon classes she couldn’t afford to sleep through out there in the nature dorm gardens. The redheads name was Caley Brookes, and she lifted one eye-lid up in response to a small noise. The noise seem to come from a confused Mind girl. She was a young girl, looked about the right age to be freshman. She seemed to be in a trance of some sort, but when the girl ran into a young sapling Caley knew what was going on. She sent a bit of water at the girl, making sure not to get the girl’s shirt wet in the process. Within seconds the freshman was looking around in horror. This was obviously not where she had intended to go and Caley smiled kindly sending the freshman in the proper direction.

On her way out of the gardens the Mind freshman almost ran into a very tall African girl. She loomed over the Mind freshman for a moment, before the freshman ran away in fear.

“Ashanti you should be nicer to the new students. They are already going to get quiet the scare within the next few weeks let alone the whole year. The way upperclassman even sophomores act freshman are their own personal punching bag.” Caley said eyes closed again nodding off a little. Ashanti just shook her head in response before sitting down on the other side of the tree. She too leaned back and enjoyed the relaxtion brought with being a Junior the first few weeks of school. Ashanti always hoped that someone who looked like her might arrive in that planefull of kids every year, but no one ever came. It wasn’t that Ashanti didn’t love her kin-sister Caley, its just hard to be somewhere where everyone has an ability like you, yet is totally different. She sighed and decided Caley’s idea of taking a nap wasn’t so bad and nodded of herself.

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OOC: Don't forget 2 posts a day so make them count!!! Also if you stop posting and hold up my roleplay I'll hunt you down and you won't like what happens next ^.^

EDIT2: I will be uploading a picture of the campus tommorow. Its a VERY rough sketch though, and for everyone if you are not sure about where something is when in doubt pm me. Do not post a location or a monumental thing in the roleplay if you are not totally sure.

The bunny eyes were bright red against its black fur as it shuffled through the the corridors of the school. It stopped in front of a locker, turned 90 degrees and began walking up the wall directly adjacent to locker 736 suddenly the combination lock of the 736 began spinning on its own and opened, whereupon the stuffed bunny, still standing against the other locker slipped an AP English Literature text book as well as Beowulf into the locker before removing the AP Demographics text book. Having obtained its materials for the next class it hoped down to continue on its way while a jester now proceeded to go through the same routine.

There were eight such toys wandering the halls (counting the bunny) and another (a skeleton) which remained within the library. These things never spoke but rather did their tasks in complete silence, only righting brief notes on paper when communication was needed.

These were the puppets of the one known as Adam Sandalphon, inhabitant of room 139 and utter recluse. Nothing was known about the boy other than that he (presumably) existed and used these puppets as stand ins. He was also on the council, primarily for his academic excellence and diligent work ethic.

But that was not why he was well known nor is it the concern of the moment.

What was more pressing to the rabbit seemed to be getting to class, unfortunately for the dimniutive toy, its short legs did not make for a quick walking pace and it needed to run at a good clip in order to make it to the Demographics class on time which was located on the opposite side of the building from his locker.
Wilhelm lay in the shadow of the school building on his side, his right arm outstretched in front of him and clutching a small book which read, Kritik der reinen Vernunft. It made sense to him. Motion was a result of a priori jumps of reason... because motion, or alteration of the object over time could not logically come about. Logically, we would see several balls that come into existance and then instantaneously disappear in rapid succession. Thus we must have some sort of a priori sense of time... thus time, whatever its external tangencies, is, as we perceive it, nothing but a fabrication of the mind which it has built into its structure.

Wilhelm sighed...even Kant couldn't cheer him up this time of day. He was on break this period, and while the break wasn't so bad it was the reason for it that angered him. The reason he had break was because everyone else in his grade had their infernal magic class, but he, since he had castrated himself of magic, did not attend. He lay back and stared at the sky. It sucked. Why was he the only one that realized what how sinful magic could be? He knew it was because of perspective... but... why was he the only one blessed with such sanity. This raised the question... if there was a man in a land of the blind who could see... would they believe him if he told them? Would they not disbelieve him? He sighed... and rolled over on the grass staring at the trees in boredom. He hated this school with all of his heart.

The tragedy of life comes not from pain, despair, sorrow, or even death; but the constant annihilating amnesia that begs us to forget we live.

OOC: OOOOH scary Kiba . Anwyay I'm here...I had a bit more in mind but I have to run off to work anyway I'm happy the RP started. Hope it goes well.

BIC: Is it my fault if I was born great into greatness? No! It would be a sin not to strive to become the greatest. In the large courtyard that faced the large school stood a long tree. A lone tree that seemed completely out of place but wise with age. It was dark and still held on to its many leaves despite the time of the year. Leaned against this lone tree was a lone boy. A lone boy but never the less an impressive boy.

Derek was leaning against the same tree he liked to lean against from time to time. He was wearing his clean suit and had both his hands in his pockets. Stretching infront of him was the long fields that belonged to the school and close to the entrance doors was a large mass of people buzzing with activity. Derek could hear the soft hum of their voices in the distance but he didn't care, they were all inferior anyway. Covering his cold blue eyes was a pair of expensive shades. Derek didn't wear them as often as he'd like but he was in the mood right now.

Derek reached for his suite's inner pocket and extracted a small tin box with an intricate star-shaped design on it. The lid was popped open and inside nestled side by side were abotu a dozen identical paper tubes filled with tobacco. With a practiced motion derek brought one of the cigarettes to his mouth and brought out a lighter of the same color as the tin box holding the cigarettes. Both the lighter and the tin box were replaced in their pockets by the time Derek blew his first cloud of smoke. He was relaxing and enjoying the peace and quiet. Slowly he breathed in and slowly he breathed out a small cloud of smoke.

All of a sudden Derek heard the dull sound of the bell ringing and the mass of people quickly started moving towards the entrance door. Onyl a lone figure seemed to detach itself form the group. As it got closer to Derek, Derek started to recognize the features of the man obviously coming to see him. It was Lance, the groundskeeper. Lance was a large man, easily 6"10 and weighed a good 260 pounds. He wasn't the brightest fellow in the park but he was very proud of his strength and authority around the grounds. Derek and him didn't like each other much due to their conflicting natures and Derek's tendency to stay outside longer then authorized.

Lance stopped about two feet away from Derek and with a loud booming voice yelled out: "Truesdale! I should have known! If you're small behind isn't within those walls in the next 30 seconds they'll have to pick you up in pieces. Now move it!" Derek looked up at Lance and brought his shades slightly off his eyes by pushing them upwards. Then with a tired reply responded: "Go away Lance I'm finishing my cigarette." He then let the shades fall back over his eyes and took an especially long puff of his cigarette. Lance turned red as a tomatoe and took a step forward as if he thought yelling from closer would scare Derek more.

"GET INSIDE NOW OR ELSE!"

"or else what?" Derek's response was cold. Derek removed the cigarette form his mouth and let it sit in his right hand. Using his left hand he removed his shades and sat them on his collar. The air between Lance and Derek suddenly grew chilly and before Lance knew what was happening a hand of ice formed around Lance's neck and lifted him off the ground. Lance's surprised expression was priceless as he clutched the hand of ice in an attempt to slacken the grip. Derek then faced Lance. "Now listen to me peasant. In this world peasant don't order around nobilty withotu facing consequences. Next time we meet I might not feel like educating you again so stay out of my way, you might not like how I treat the likes of you."

Derek then blew smoke in Lance's face and pressed his cigarette against Lance's forhead to light it out. Lance let out an anguished scream of pain but couldn't do much right now. Derek then threw the remaining bud to the side and walked off. When Derek was sufficiently far so that he wouldn't hear Lance's annoying scream the hand of ice that had emprisoned Lance fell to pieces releasing him. As derek walked towards the school he put his hands in his pockets and couldn't help but think. Damn peasants...don't they ever learn...I'll show them. I'll show them ALL!

John walked to class with a smile on his face. His blonde hair swaying with it's majestic aura. The smart Mind dorm student had a AP after an AP class. First being AP Barriers, and mind control. John was first in that class. He did hold classes of his own right out of the school library. He wondered if some of his regulars were going to attend.

Being for France, as he believed, was nothing more then a way for freshmen's to flock around him. Most girls wanted to tie his hair up be then put it in some strange position. He let them because he just like making people happy. His life wasn't perfect. It was far from it. Nevertheless he was rarely seen without a smile. That why he was so social and help anyone in anyway he could.

Walking through the school John noticed Freshmen and some other students that he didn't know but had seen last year. A few of them said hello and past by him. It was quite amusing how these students that seemed so care free had some of the same problems as he. They had family that didn't love them. Father that made them train and work so hard that they had to sleep at school and train at home. John, in a way, wished he had that. Their lives were harder the John's. They got to see love and compassion from a mother,and/or father. He never had that one father figure to guide him. He had his grandmother, who was also a ex student of this school, and ironic as it was, a master magician.

"Oh my God a talking Stuffed Animal!!!" John yelled and pointed at the stuffed animal. He began to laugh and then, don't think him insane, talk to it. "So ready for the new year mister animal? Are you going to try and get better grades then me just like the prevous year?" John didn't have time to get his answer. A girl he knew from last year grabbed him and drug him to the library. "Hey remember my question i'll talk to you later." John and the girl disappeared behind the corner. A new year, but the same students from the Strength dorm needing more help.

Lance was a lot more then just muscle and a loud voice. Had Derek not had the element of surprise things might have turned sour. Lance was an ex-strength dorm attendee and quite a successful one at that. The only reason Derek's attack took him by surprise was that by constantly reinforcing the hand with the moisture present in the ambient atmosphere Derek was able to create a practically unbreakable choker. Lance was surprised by his inability to break it but had things lasted longer he would have found a way out of it and even though Derek didn't like to admit it, the staff in this school had the knack for being annoyingly skilled.

Derek finally reached the large front doors that were now shut. Derek pushed open the door with one hand letting the other stay in his pocket. The hallways were pretty empty besides a few confused freshmen. Derek looked at his watch: 8:04. He wasn't even 5 minutes late and already the hallways were deserted. wow...this is a record even for this school... Derek had to get to the second floor. His first course of the day was elemental manipulation 2. Derek both hated and loved that class. It was another chance to show off his talents but it was also a pretty boring class to attend.

The teacher was skilled but Derek was sure he could teach that class better then he could. However, Derek was forced to admit that outside of ice he lost his edge on the teacher. However, this was a chocie. Derek had chosen to specialize in ice and had started learning ways of abusing this power and strengthening it. To become perfect you must be good in everything however, perfecting one thing and then diverging to others is the path Derek chose. Derek slowly walked up the stairs towards the second floor. It was about 8:06 when a confused freshmen came running down the hallway eyes focused on a bunch of papers.

What was to happen happened. Derek wasn't really paying lost a bit in thoughts when the kid who had never seen Derek rammed straight into him. The kid who was even smaller then Derek was sent backwards but not without forcing Derek a few steps back. Derek looked up furious at a kid that was about to piss himself. He quickly started collecting his papers on all four and quickly got up, apologized and ran off in the same direction. Derek looked over his shoulder as the kid's right foot got caught in a block of ice and he was sent face first on his face, his papers flying off again. The kid looked back at his ankle surprised before looking up at Derek finally aware of what had happened.

"I'm really sorry. But I really have to hurry. I'm already late to my first class in this school...." The kid was almost hyperventilating and speaking very quickly as if the faster the words came out of his mouth the sooner he'd be in class. Derek kneeled down to be at eye levels with the kid which just made him squirm even more. "You insignificant peasant...If you can't even run without tackling people how do you plan on learning something as intricate as magic? Personally, I think for your and our good you should just pack up and go home. You won't achieve anything here..."

The kid was so scared he couldn't talk so Derek got back up and dusted himself. "Now look...as punishment for wasting my precious time I'll waste your worthless time. I know, I know...it isn't equivalent but it'll have to do. I have a class to get to." Bars of ice rose from the ground surrounding the freshman and then connected over the kids head. The result was a kind of birdcage made of ice with the kid trapped inside. The kid was obviously not very adept at magic yet hence why he hadn't even liberated his ankle yet so this fullfledged ice prison should hold him for quite a long time if he doesn't get help and considering the vacancy of the hallways it could take a while, well at least until the classes are over.

Derek walked down the hallway leaving behind him the calling for help by the trapped kid. Derek was about 10 minutes late when he entered his class. COnsidering it was the first class nothign was actually happening yet and the teacher was just taking everyone's presence. Derek sat in the back corner next to the window ignoring completely the teacher's comment as he had enetered the class. He sat there looking outside the window until he heard his name a third time. He lazily spat an "I'm here, I'm here" and continued to stare out the window. What a drag...I'm gold in a pot of copper...

Alice rounded a corridoor to head to her class when a voice caught her attention. She peeked over to see a boy talking with a stuffed rabbit, whom then had left. She continued to stare intensly at the stuffed bunny until it began to move on its own, along with a few other toys that she payed no mind to.

"BUNNY!!"

She let out a squeal and lunged for the stuffed toy, grabbing it and smuggling it with a tight hug.

John finished his studies and then left. His class was on the second floor not that far from the elemental manipulation 2. He was walking but the stairs when he heard someone fall and then heard the elemental clicks of ice forming. Cold.....that was what it was. Like someones heart was sucking the moisture out of the air. John looked at the prison and the crying boy. "Who did this to you?" The boy was losing his body heat at a alarming rate. John exhaled and bent down kneeling by the prison.

"Poor freshmen.....i'll free you from your icy prison. Be free then tell me who did it." John closed his eyes and held two of the ice bars. A aura of telekenitic energy formed around both hands. The bars shook before breaking and crumbling to the ground. John helped the boy up and then followed him to the elemental class.

As they opened the door. The boy stepped behind him and pointed a any out. The boy seemed as cold as ice, and didn't seem to have a soul. If memory served him the boy's name was Derek. He was a rebel in John's point of view and it seemed like he had a thing for locking Freshmen in prisons. "I'm so sorry for coming into your class like this and disrupting it but i need to see that boy their. He has been pointed out by a student for locking him in a prison of Ice. I would like to learn if this is true and bring him to justice."

John locked eyes with the boy and tried to invade his mind. It was complex. It was only a matter of time before the boy sure came to his will.

EDIT: Sorry... Hollow beat me too it. >___< Ok. I'll just say that another kid had been frozen in a similar manner. So when you read my post just go with that please. It's too much for me to retype at the moment.

'Could this get any more.. Pointless?' The black robed senior spurted in his head as he walked through the gates of the main school entrance. His eyes so wide open and blue as the bright sky became to a slight dim as the stars that filled his mind became the blackness of the night. His form came to a somewhat of a slump as he saw all the people around. PEOPLE! His mind started at the thoughts of so many groups, his hands twitching at his sides as he hurriedly made it through the doors of the school. That morning had been like every other, him waiting to return to his boot camp, the place he'd learn how he'd shackle the world and end all the pointless conflict that separated the masses, that bid humans to be weary of each other. At the time there was much a wait until classes started and he brought himself to the dark corner of a hallway near the stairs. There he stayed, his eyes peering from the shadows from under his black and silver lined hood.

With his fully white gloved hands he rubbed his palms together, the black lines stemming from the centers of the gloves' backside metals. The metals were etched with the runic spells of the magical equivalent of a 'leash'. Those gloves were all that stood in the way of him and opening a supernova upon the school. He abided by them though, the gloves the teachers gave him. They would lead to his eventual control and installment of being at one with his power, and when he was... Oh he had plans.

Although as the time flied by, his wait for his classes had made him seriously lost in thought, and even as such he felt like coming late. Why late? He didn't much care for his magical herbs class, he found no big reason for it other then the simple medical techniques that they taught and they were no where near those lessons. But his wait had payed off Fate herself, when he noticed a large collision sound up the stairs in the hallway. Curiosity became the better part of existing then, as if maybe the school was under attack. If it was he wouldn't let his means of coming to his goals be destroyed. But it only ended up being some snobbish magery against a youngster.

The mage that committed the caging of the young one had went off, leaving Skyde to approaching the already frightened student. His eyes came upon him with nothing less then cold, yet more a bit amused at the slight grin of his facade. But then he remembered what he learned three years ago when he found Gage against those cronies, and he brought his hands together as he looked at the student.

Skyde spoke with a shadowy voice, a voice of someone sick of the world. " You'd better watch what you do around here. You are only creating more conflict, more pointless human suffering which is your own. " As he said this his right leg slid to a side as he brought the two hands forwards, the student shaking as if he was convulsing. From about the cage a shadow of an outline appeared as space started to fold over it, every breath Skyde took whilst his hands started to glow like galaxies far off and wide made the outline larger. His eyes had shut and opened, shining white with his power, the cage and the brick being turned into 'void', being sent into the deep black chaos of non existence. The student had lost a paper of his in the process, but he was too afraid to speak yet relieved enough to sigh out as he hit the ground leaning against the corner of the hallway.

" Hmph. Don't thank me. Thank Fate, or Destiny. " He stated harshly before shaking out his hands and turning about. 'Great, now I'm late to class...'

Dionisia Sarah Heralty, the Craft Council head was taking her daily readings to the library that morning. She had arrived at school early like she did every day, wondering what the new year would bring. Though her red hair gleamed slightly in the lights of the school, a few of the newer early bird boys noticing her figure with blushes and smiles. Her eyes which seem hued of red were wide and open, ready to take in everything she needed too behind her thin frames glasses. AS he sat in the library she noticed the skeleton that was doing what seemed to be what it always did, and she smiled and waved in it's direction.

"Morning, Adam. I see you are up to what I'd expect you to be doing." Her voice was only loud enough for the skeleton to take in, and she couldn't help but smile at her fellow council member's avatar. It was so intriguing that they had someone on the council that could do something like he did. All the while she was there a small sheet of paper had been manipulated by her fingers, folding over and over again. The paper came to the shape of a swan in the end, and she sent it in the skeleton's direction, waving to him not expecting a full blown response before she'd get ready to attend her morning classes.

Gage walked up to the schools gates with his head down, like a depressed dog, yet, Gage wasn't depressed, he just hated the people in it. He couldn't bring himself to even speak to them. As he walked dragging his small white unrolled scroll on the ground, people watched him whispering "So that is the Bloodless Rose, his only friend is Skyde..the other freak." Gage over heard and gave the students an evil glare, they froze in their speech, trembling and quivering. Gage walked through the school doors, the sounds of lockers slamming annoyed him so. He looked at one of the lockers, it was a black locker with nothing special about it, being from a carpenters family, he was in the habit of making things look...err..pretty? So, he raised his scroll and with that, a few white roses grew from the sides of the locker. "There, that looks better." He said quietly.

Gage walked up the stairs and to his surprise he was Skyde, his long time, yet only friend. He walked to him and placed a hand on his shoulder "Hey.." He said in a low dull voice. A small red tulip grew from Skyde jacket. He looked down and walked passed him slowly and briskly. "We are late for our Herb class." Gage and Skyde had the medical class together, for some reason everyone was scared when those two showed up together....he had yet to figure out why.

Thank you Nespa for the banner!"Just because your dead...doesn't mean you don't deserve a fair trial!"

OOC: wait... hollow... would there really be AP magic classes? I mean since AP are defined as being college level classes and therefore capable of giving college credit (depending on the school you go to), would a magic class be available at college? Thus would the "AP" moniker not apply to magic class.

anyway...

SKELETON
The skeleton didn't react much to Dionysus (AUTHOR NOTE: I know thats not her name but thats how Adam refers to her...since her name is so close to a Greek god it just overlaps with it) but eventually the origami swan began to float and set itself next to a paper and pen that the skeleton kept with him. It just rested their absently and the skeleton either hadn't been aware that the paper had moved or chose to ignore it. He stepped off the thick book he was reading which read "The Zohar Volume 15" on the side in gold letters before turning the page and then hopping back on.
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HASCHEN (aka the bunny)

The bunny ignored the person that was talking to it, preferring to stare blankly forward. It was strange that someone was talking to him...or rather the way the person was talking to him seemed odd. The bunny remained silent and only a slight tilting of its head to the side gave any sign that it might be listening. Eventually though the boy was dragged off by some burly girl and so the bunny continued towards class once more.

However, it didn't get far before it was mugged by a girl who screamed about some bunny and some "Usagi" before leaving. The bunny then continued walking as if nothing had happened.

Usagi is japanese for bunny said a stray thought. But the bunny did not pay any attention to the thought... it was something that was beyond its prerogative. At the moment getting to class on time was its only prerogative.

Wilhelm stood up and began wandering around to pass the time until his next class. This was a daily affair much like many other things. Suddenly he saw Haschen walking down one of the halls. "Hey, Haschen" he sighed raising his palm before Haschen continued, unresponsive, towards whichever class it had.

Wilhelm was a bit different in that respect from his classmates. Normally, when they saw Haschen or others like it they referred to it as "Adam" but Wilhelm had given the stuffed bunny the name "Haschen" (German for bunny) because he didn't want to give whatever was manipulating the things the satisfaction of being referrred to, by name or otherwise.

Well, whatever.

After sometime he found his dorm room and took out his laptop which he had left there. Opening it he opened a program called Veho and began watching German television shows that some people had uploaded. He hated this time of day.

The tragedy of life comes not from pain, despair, sorrow, or even death; but the constant annihilating amnesia that begs us to forget we live.

There was quite a bit of time before Lucian had to go to class. To pass the time he made his pace towards the libary. The libary was almost a sanctuary for him, much like his dorm room. Yet at the Libary it was meant to be silent, to read, research, etc. Not only that, it spared him of the new students. Yet though seemingly arrogant on occasions Lucian wasn't all that bad, in a way his past gave him a wisdom, a logic that he thinks majority of students lacks. He doubts most of the seniors as well. On entering the Libary he glanced at it, as a long sigh. Why was it in the mornings his emotions always revolved around sorrow or despair. The answer seemed....to not exist in his sense.

He began to walk around the usual section dealing with history (Yet sometimes he'd linger to the "Medical" section). Pulling out three books, all on past mages whom seemed to be great yet have some defect, much like his. Carrying the three books he went to his "Usual (As called for he always sits there, and anyone who has been here for more than a month knows not to take this spot) seat, reading. He would do this...practically daily only ti disappoint himself with the vain of his researching. In the midst of his reading two beings enetred the libary seeming in haste, quickly he just ignored them assuming they were normal freshman fools. After what seemed to be a short time (Yet in reality quite a bit) he left the books there and went to leave for his first class. In the halls he noticed how deserted it was. "Guess I'm a bit behind....ouh well." - were his thoughts. His pace was seemingly fast to that of a "normal" student. He had a tendency to walk fast; it was just who he was. Yet within the halls, not to far seemingly close he heard the voice of someone who...you could just tell was swarmed with arrogance (More than Lucian...). Lucian didn't even bother to listen it wasn't even worth his time ealing with what some "fool" as Lucian would say; does.

His first class was Herbal Medicine - A class which he had high hopes for; so far in vain. After sitting through it once again finding nothing of intrest he left for his second class. This time his mind focused on....his past lover. This made him...illuminate with sorrow, it was obvious in his walk something was wrong or on his mind. On freshman saw this and she curtiously came up to him. "Excuse me...but...something seems wrong. Mind if I ask what?"

For a freshman her, she looked intelligent. Yet he did stop, looking at her. She gazed into his eyes seeing how blank and white they were. His skin was grey, It seemed dead, but it was obvious it wasn't, the only reason to why it seemed dead was it's color. "Nothinig is wrong...go to your class, you'll be late." His voice was slightly dull than it's usual pitch sound. Then again the freshman did not know who he was. He didn't bother to acknowledge her response he only moved on. He hated today, today was one of his depressed days - different from his humorous arrogant mood, that held SOME optimism.

A hand came to his shoulder, and with the reaction of a master mage-fighter he slipped from his hand and about, swirling his hands at a center, ready to strike with a foot slid back. But when his galactic ocean blue eyes came upon the one called Gage he dropped his guard and blinked a few times. " You know not to touch me.. " He said with a bit of the cold bite he had before seeming to go dull, his eyes turned to the flower he had grown at his coat and he spit against the ground. " Obviously late already.. "

The student that sat against the corner in the hallway panted as he regained his breath fully, watching the two he had heard of from other seniors. He realized that the one who free'd him was the one they knew as Universio, apparently he nearly sent a student into another dimension, or so was the rumor.

But with wet drawers the student rose and watched them, though Skyde
turned his sight towards him, in a single galactic stair the student was off running for the bathroom before he'd embarrass himself even more. luckily the ice that had been melting about him made it look as if he was completely drenched, not just at the pants.

With eyes returning to Gage he nodded to him, knowing they'd better not get into any more trouble then they already were in, it was just illogical to his cause. Why risk a detention? A suspension? Expulsion? Pointless! " Get moving, Blood. " He stated in a more calm, maybe even monotone voice, a voice that he rarely shared out side with the teachers or the council members which he included Gage into the selection.

Gage never really had a tendency to over load him with his own thoughts and words, he was understanding to his 'feelings' about being alone in his own space. Either way they made it to class with five minutes at their backs, late though not forgotten, too bad for every one else that thought badly of them.

She noticed that Adam hadn't responded in any way, yet it was alright. He was like that and she accepted it. She did hope that the Skeleton that she called Skelly would get it to him eventually.

But Dionisia knew that she had to make it to class, and with that thought she brought her books to the counter of the library, noticing the one Lucian as he did his own routine. She never opted to talk to him, knowing quite well how he was out and about. Though the way he seemed then was a bit saddening. She wished to see if she could help him, though the thought was repelled by what she knew of him. It wasn't her place at that time to try and cheer him up.

After grabbing her books and leaving, she returned to her Locker and stuffed them into it's top compartment. The locker wasn't fancy or decorated much, but it held all of her books considering it was placed at the center of the school. She had always wondered if it was her position as Council Leader of the Craft that got her such a good locker location. It seemed logical, but then again she felt that she was just lucky. With that her red eyes came upon her class, when the bell rang. She had made it on time like usual.

Binca wandert into the library silently her headaches were getting worse and rather often now. Because of a migraine last night she was allowed to skip class and recover. Sighing a bit she moved her fingers along the backs of the books picking one out about simple herb medication.

On days like these she wished she wasent born with the seer abilities it was not like her seer powers were extremely usefull 'What the in name of high and might abraham am i suppost to tell from a extremly bad feeling' moving towards a chair to sit and read she ignored the the other students in the room, it was moments like these that she wished she would get full blown visions like her parents but according to the teachers she needed to grow in them.

A mouse came on her shoulder and sqiecked for atention absent mindly she petted her little friend and blinked when she saw adam's avatar and looked confused 'must be a mind student as wel i geuse..' she moved towards him and observed the avatar before deciding to leave it alone. 'maybe someone else senses something to' smileing faintly at the girl. Then she moved for a chair and sat down to read her book.

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was the main thought racing through Academy of Mages Senior and council member, Kai Namakura. Standing at the entrance of the academy, he looked upon the new students of the school, eyeing them as if they were his prey.....belonging to him, and to him alone. They predator wanted his prey, and it was time to feast.

Afterward, he entered reality.

Letting out a chuckle at his thoughts, Kai began to walk forward, looking at the all-so-familiar landscape. This was to be his final year at the Academy of Mages, the place he technically called his home for the past 3 years, and he planned on making it one hell of a year. Deciding to not just head to his own dorm, Kai looked around to find any familiar faces, but he was at a loss. Although he loved this place, even he could be a bit overwhelmed by it at times.

In the middle of the entire school, he set down his bags, shading his eyes from the blistering sun. Kai was all but certain of what dorm he should visit first, so he decided to play a little game. His eyes glued to the sky above, he slipped out a 5 piece of workout equipment from one of his bags. "I figure I shouldn't make a scene in public, so I'll take it easy." He dropped it, giving it a light kick before it hit the ground. Whichever dorm the left side of the weight pointed to would be the dorm he would visit first.

Game Over.

From impact, it instantly rocketed into the air, catching fire while it rose higher and higher. Kai looked up, waiting for it to come down, although he soon figured that he had just wasted 10 bucks. Pigs would fly before that thing came back down.

"To hell with it." Kai said, settling up and moving towards the Mind dorm. "Might as well check what strength mages may be messin' with a few of the new 'Brainiacs.'" Brainiacs, being what he called Mind Mages.

Vincent opened the door to his locker and pulled out about a dozen towels. Small ones and about four larger ones. They were placed all around his body and could be grabbed with effortless motion.

"Wow this is very weird. Seeing all these freshmen was just different. He was once one of them and during his freshmen year he had made a name for himself. The one kid that started fights with teachers. He talked like he was so great and fought anyone that tried to tell him wrong. Was anyone dumb enough to try and face him. Yeah. They met his fist just like the others. Now it was time to make himself known and then get his chance to make his dream come true.

Xiaozhi, commonly known as Bing Bing, made her way through to the entrance of the school. Classes had already started and she was making sure that no one was still lingering. She had come out in time to see a weight sky-rocket into the air. It was kicked by non-other than Kai. She laughed silently as he waited for it to come down. Fat chance. Bing Bing knew she had a free hour right now but did Kai? Or was he skipping? To get confirmation she ran to him as he started to leave.

"I hope you aren't skipping Kai. I don't know if you have a conscience but if you do, you'd care about getting in trouble, especially with your standards.," she said with a friendly smile.

Sorina rushed into her classroom and opened her violin case. She was not ready for more harrassment. Year after year there would be someone who'd tease her about being a dork that knows about nothing but music. Sorina knew a lot more than most took her for but she was just very passionate about music. Was that a sin?

Taking a rag from a pocket in the case she began to shine the glistening wood of her instrument. Being at school was no different from being at home. She was teased and there were few who talked to her. Of course one can't really have a social life if she doesn't not attempt to make one. Sorina haulted her rapid cleaning and panted slightly when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned and saw the kind face of her friend, Angelika.

"Are you alright Sorina?" She asked. Sorina nodded reluctantly. Angelika stared at her skeptically and then smiled. "Alright, if you say so. I just wanted to see how your were doing? It's our last year as primaries. Aren't you excited?" Angelika threw her arms in the air gleefully and Sorina merely smiled.

I'm absolutely thrilled... Sorina thought as she sat down too chat with her friend. It was going to be a long year. She could tell.

OOC: for the low-quality, person avoiding posts, I'm just out if it today and we have the 2-post limit so I have to do something.

BIC:The feeling within Lucian, just tore him down. He didn't feel good at all. The only things coming to his mind were thoughs making him feel utterly sick. His stomach twsted and truned. His muscles slightly spazzed. He couldn't continue the rest of the day in class. He had to relax or do something. "Some first day this is. My senior year...and I actually have to miss class....ugh...oh well. Ouh well, a way to be away from those who lack a decent trail of thought." - Without any more hesitation, he slowly wlaked off to his dorm, "I'll tell them tmorrow, I hope they'll understand. If not..they're even more worthless that I thought."

As he walked, he showed difficulty. What was wrong? What was happening to him? In the midst of his walk he collapsed almost, but falling ot one knee to retain his balance, well tried to. He failed in his attempts for he was physically weak. He lumped onto the floor, yet with what strength he had he lifted himself up. "Damn it...what the hell is wrong?!" Feeling anger, one of the lights started to flicker out. finally he made it to his dorm. His room was dull, plain and boring. It consisted of only a bed, light, and books. He walked over to his bed, only to collapse on it and pass out.

Evanial looked out the window of his dorm, watching a few of the freshmen run along to their classes. He chuckled at how they acted; it was his second year here and was turning 18 in a couple of months . He had been tutored by his uncle all his life and hadn't even known this place had existed until last year. He could have been here learning with other kids, he could have had many friends by now, instead of almost die of boredom from being taught by his uncle. But it really was never too late to make many friends. He breathed in deeply and let it out slowly and decided to head to his first class after all, and not sleep through it. But that decision could always change if he didn't feel like doing anything.

He opened the door and patches made a run for it to try and stretch his legs, but Evanial caught him around the belly before he could get his muzzle through the doorway. "Almost forgot about you." He told his dog, walking back to his bed after closing the door. He took out two bowls and filled one with the dog food and the other with cold water from his bathroom. "Now be a good boy and wait for me here, no barking or scratching at the door, here play with my socks if you need entertainment." He pulled out a pair of socks from his drawer, stuffing it inside itself, creating a ball. He put Patches down, setting the ball sock on his pillow before leaving with his backpack.

"Say what?" Kai asked, looking down at Xiaozhi. He figured it was a good way to start the year.

"Oh, skipping? Please, no matter how wild I may act, even I've got morals. I'm just a senior, whom would have been a graduating junior if I didn't purposely flunk the final exam last year." He grins, scratching the back of his head. "So, Bing Bing...." Kai couldn't help but chuckle, as he never seemed to get tired of saying that nickname of hers.

"Now, Bing Bing, I think I should be asking the questions here. Exactly where do you plan on going right now? I think I should watch over my own kind." Kai had known Xiaozhi for a while now, ever since his sophomore year. As he rose to rank of Council Member, he couldn't wish for a better person to have his back, taking the place as his Co-Council Member.

Nevermind I want to posts a day so don't pay attention to what I said before. Also here are a few notes:

No AP classes in magic period. Everyone has the same magic classes no exception.

Luzifer's character Adam Sandalphon has the top ranking in the school. Each dorm though has their own top ranking student.

Even though the story starts in late september its still warm out and leaves have not changed color let alone fallen. It is only starting just recently that the weather turned colder.

I'm posting a rough sketch of the school tommorow please make sure to look it over carefully. If you have any questions please please pm me.

Incognito do not expect to go unpunished by a teacher. It is agianst the school rules to attack another with magic or physicaly and leads to harsh punishments.

Also you can tudor other students, but you can't hold "classes" of your own. These are just things I've seen so far. I haven't finished reading nearly half of the posts. I will post when it is lunch time.

EDIT1: John does not have any authority over anybody Hollow. You may report Derek, but you cannot just interrupt a class, teachers really hate that especially here.

EDIT2: Nespa Adam has never been left his room (as far as we know) since he got to the school. Since your character is a freshman she would definatly never have seen Adam let alone know about Adam's avatars as only a few ,most of whom are in the council, know of his abilities.

EDIT3:GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, EVERYONE HAS FOLLOWED HOLLOW"S VERSION OF HOW THE DORMS AND SCHOOL ARE SET UP. HE IS WRONG. The five dorms are in a star shape with the normal acedemic(Sp) classrooms in the the center. Magic classrooms are in the specific dorms. Completing the star shape are glass hallways with roofes over them. Then about 1 mile away from the school is the actual wall that protects and surrounds the school grounds. The school though even owns all of the surruonding land outside of the walls.
EDIT4:You can't make a flower out of nothing. The wood works if it came from a rose plant, but obviously they can't produce enough wood to make a locker. You also cannot make a flower out of nothing. You can have a seed, but not nothing.

EDIT5:I'm sorry if I seem harsh or mean, but I think we should clear things up at the beginning. Once the roleplay, well it already really has, but oh well, gets going this won't be neccasary of course. I'm really really sorry if I come of mean I don't mean to its just this roleplay is important and I hate inconsistancy.

Bing Bing chuckled, "Thanks Kai, but I think I can look over my own hide on the first day. I'm just wandering really. I have a free hour and everything's been going pretty smoothly so far." Bing Bing said as she walked along beside her good friend. She didn't mind working under Kai at all and wish that it could stay that way. She didn't even mind when he giggled at her nickname, though she could never tell if it was a taunting or amused laugh. But she knew that by next year, he would be gone, unless some miracle happens.

"Now, if you're not skipping then where are you going?" She asked, spotting a rock on the ground. She had an erge to kick it but she was a little too excited about the school year that was coming and the last time she kicked a stone when she was excited didn't have very pretty results.

Sorina raised her flute to her lips and began to blow a tune. She was suddenly lost in her own song. The song had an adagio tempo and was mezzo forte. The class listened intently as she played. They were mezmerized. Playing her music was that only thing that Sorina could do for a crowd. She was not good at making speeches. She could not act. She could only play for an audience. It was all she knew that she could do for another. When she stopped playing the class was still staring. She realized what she had done. She looked to the teacher who had purposely covered her ears t block out the noise. She didn't look too happy.

"I've been warned about you Sorina. You've put the entire class in a hypnosis! Please wake them immediatly," she said in a tone calm tone that sounded forced. Sorina nodded with a frown and walked to the piano. She was ashamed, she'd done it again.

Sorina's fingers hovered above the keys for a second before coming down fast and hard, waking the entire class with a jolt. The teacher, although expecting it, jumped a little as well. Sorina held her fingers on the keys to let the vibration ring until it there was not another movement from the piano. She gingerly took her hands from the keys and walked back to her seat with her eyes directed at the floor.

"Now, don't look so down-trot Miss Sorina. I was the one who told you to play us a song. It is not entirely your fault but you must remember to concentrate on what you're doing,' said the teacher, though her tone did not comfort Sorina one bit. What a great way to start the day.

EDIT:OOC: Sorry, you posted the new rule while I was typing so I didn't quite catch it.

Caley skipped up behind Gage, poking her head around his taller shoulders. She smiled at both him and Skyde as she caught up.

"Hows the new school year going my Nature dorm amigo? Because I know a few secret admirers that are dying to know what poet has been decerating the grounds. And a few not so happy Nature students whose flower arrangments have gone astray with a little help." Caley said with a knowing look. Her eyes caught the sight of something odd on Skyde.

Drops of water splattered on the bottom hem of his pants. Her eyes narrowed as she remebered that it had not rained in forever. Caley called the water to her and watched as the droplets formed a small ball above her hand. She analyzed it, eyes hardening with each passing second. Finally she said, "That idiot. This means I have to go and find evidence," and clenched her fists almost breaking something in her hand.

She unclenched her hand when she realized what was happpening. A small green ball was reveiled. It was made of grass and hay with all kinds of seeds filling it up. Often when she was filled with emotion she sent her power into the ball to let the seeds fill with her magic, blooming and dying soon after.

"It will have to wait untill," Caley said to herself trying to calm down. [I]I must go to my herb class first, then I will take care of this annouance,[I] Caley thought with resolve. She continued on with the boys untill the reached the classroom spacing out.

Ashanti walked back to the Strength Dorm after her and Caley's quick nap ended. As tired as she was she had business to take care of.

OOC: Yippee I actually managed ot make a post today...Yeah hollow don't put me in a corner like that again lol. Your character acted WAY out of place in your post. I have a real hard time seeing a student pull what you pulled in your post. It's fun to get involved with others but certain situation consider different approaches.

BIC:"As you can see by manipulating the air present around the flame you can extinguish it without any outside help as if you were using your mind...now everyone grab a candle and we will start pract..." The teacher was cut short by what seemed to be a disturbance at the door. Derek looked up to see what was going on when he saw two boys coming into the class. They were obviously not in this class and one of the boys seemed similar. It hit Derek, it was the kid he had locked up. What a funny turn of events this turned out to be, a lot more interesting then this boring lesson.

The kid pointed at Derek after the obviously older kid asked him to point at his assailant. Derek stayed calm and composed but couldn't help but laugh inside of him. Derek's current mood was completely at odds with the teacher's mood. At first so surprised that the flame had started up again but now he turned around to face the intrusion obviously angry. Before the teacher could say anything the older kid said: "I'm so sorry for coming into your class like this and disrupting it but i need to see that boy their. He has been pointed out by a student for locking him in a prison of Ice. I would like to learn if this is true and bring him to justice."

The teacher quickly turned and looked over in Derek's direction obviously asking if those claims were founded but more importantly if this could be solved quickly. Derek stared in John's direction and locked eyes for a few seconds but no more. Derek could feel him attempting to access his brain but all he would reach would be a wintery plain of nothingness, a safeguard area in his brain against such intrusions. Derek then looked over at the small kid. Derek wasn't sure if he was more scared of displeasing the older kid next to him or if it was Derek's possible revenge that scared him more. Whichever terrified him more was irrelevent he just stood there, shaking.

Derek put on a clueless face before responding to the teacher instead of to John's direct accusation. "I'm sorry sir but here I am at a complete lost. Surely you won't put any weight on the claims of this disrupter. His "witness" is obviously terrified of him and I don't have any idea where he could have come up with such a claim. If there is any evidence at all it is probably merely circumstantial. He has no authority to wrongly accuse me or deliver said justice. Now if possible I would like to start practicing the task which you have given us." Derek's face returned to its cold demeaner right after but the teacher was convinced. He turned towards Joh and the kid.

"Get out of my class NOW! And DO NOT EVER come back here!" The teacher was really angry and he vented off slightly in this outburst. Teachers hated ot be disrupted especially in the middle of magic but this teacher in particular was prone to anger a lot on that account. The teacher then shut the door and walked back up to the front of the class. "Now as I was saying before..."

Derek was satisfied with how the events had ended however, he knew better then to expect to get away with it so easily. The teacher had probably accepted his argument quickly to finish his class but Derek wasn't safe yet. But it didn't matter, he didn't care even if they did catch him. He would do it again if the situation happened again. Derek never regretted his actions. The class continued on and Derek completed the assigned tasks. At 10 PM the teacher let them go and Derek slowly walked out of the class. The teacher looked in his direction with a suspicious look as he left but said nothing.

The hallways had quite a bit of people in them at this time considering a lot of classes ended at 10 but Derek didn't mind crowds. It just reminded him of the mindless masses which he was superior to. This day seems to be going rather well. Derek pushed kids out of his way as he made way for his dorm. I have a bit of time to kill...might aswell get some reading done. Derek's pace was rather quick but he was limited in his speed due to the ammount of people present. one day...one day they will all look up to me...one day I will guide these fools to greatness or step on those who oppose me.

Gage turned when he heard her talking about the decorating and the missing flower arrangments. "I...uhh.." he said as he created a small flower from his hand. He handed it to Caley and nodded "Don't you say anything, Caley." He new her because she was in a few of her classes long ago, she used to come up and randomly talk to him, of course...she was one of those people who talked a lot but he didn't really mind her. He turned to Skyde and nodded, "Alright, lets be off." he said starting to walk past him slowly.

Thank you Nespa for the banner!"Just because your dead...doesn't mean you don't deserve a fair trial!"